I went off to fight for our country,
And fight ’til Christmas day
But now Christmas is closer still.
All I can do is pray.
Wonder what my family is doing at home,
Will they be having a turkey dinner?
My mother, father, eating a succulent meal,
And all the while, I’m getting thinner.
I went off to fight for our freedom,
And live under no one’s order.
No officer bossing me, then shooting my friends,
And the blood splattering the borders.
My friend was scared of fighting,
And he wouldn’t leave the trench,
The Officer found him and shot him dead,
He said we wouldn’t win without the French.
I went off to fight for children,
So the fathers would come back, hardly scarred,
Wives, children, sisters, aunts,
They wouldn’t know this war was hard.
When I have children,
I want them to have a good life,
But if I want to live the dream,
I must survive the bayonets with knives.